Crimson
Crimson hurried to flip her cloak quickly over her head as she approached the castle. Mr. Bad wolf and Rumpelstiltskin dropped their conversation, catching a glance as I passed by.
"Say, Wolf, sir, you don't say that be our princess passin' by now?"
Rumpelstiltskin whispered into Mr. Wolf's ear.
The wolf shrugged, and dropped to a bow.
"My princess," He said.
"Greetings, good princess," The pied piper said with a deep tone in his voice, bowing down.
"Please, no need to bow," Crimson said quickly, motioning for them to stand upright.
Crimson walked Jafar, running to reach the castle. She held her cloak to hide her face, breathing shallow as she ran across the ground, trying not to be mysterious.
"Say, Wolf, sir, you sure the princess don't have some sorta fake twin sister?" Rumpelstiltskin whispered into Mr.Wolf's ear.
She looked down at her feet, fearing her face might be illuminated by the sun. Accidentally, she tripped hard over a rock.
"SHE FELL FOR THE TRAP!" Crimson heard Captain Hook laugh hysterically.
The captain's laughing stopped. Crimson looked up.
Everyone was bowing so deep their head touched their toes.
"Crim?"
"Mother!" Crim cried, sitting up straight.
The Queen eyed Crim head to toe, scrunching her nose. The queen was not satisfied.
"I was just getting back from my morning walk, Mother!" Crimson said, getting up.
"A morning walk on the ground, I see," Her mother said.
"Oh, no! Not like that, I... I tripped," Crimson explained.
"Come with me back to the palace, Crim." Her mother said.
Crimson braced herself, standing up. She patted down her hair, to make her look more royally presentable, though It was impossible to look too good if your dress's hems were ripped from vines and thorns from a forest.
The royal guards stepped aside, clearing a pathway into the palace. The large doors swung open, revealing the hallway, the throne room, decorated with dark and brutal colors, that eliminated the very idea of modern furnishing.
Chiyo Chang rushed to the queen, bowing.
"The palace has been waiting for your presence, your royal highness."
"Yes, I know," The Queen said.
As soon as Crimson and her mother were alone in Crimson's room, Crimson's mother glared directly at Crimson.
"So, Crimson, you were out for a walk?"
"Y-yes, mother." Crimson said, bowing her head.
"Then explain these marks on your dress. There are thorns stuck to your hood. And Donia, she's got leaves all over her fur." Her mother pulled a leaf entangled in Donia's freshly cut hair.
Crimson raced for an explanation.
"Where," Her mother's eyes expanded, "were you REALLY?"
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